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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Ran in 97-degree heat wearing "loaner" shoes. Nike did a promo at Fleet Feet and brought in a bunch of shoes runners could test out for tonight's group run. I'm a sucker for shoes and a sucker for freebies, so I borrowed a pair.

Big mistake.

By mile two, my arches were screaming at me, sweat stung my eyes and I had lost my running buddy (apparently, she hadn't hydrated enough and had stopped sweating and was experiencing chills -- all major heat exhaustion warning signs).

Tonight's workout may have been a bust. But we tried, right? And every effort deserves a reward, or so I tell myself.

So after the running buddy rehydrated and I got rid of the loaner shoes (thank god), we went to Tex Wasabi's for beers and a big batch of Vegas fries: French fries covered in buffalo wing sauce and served with a side of bleu cheese dressing.

Now that's what I call recovery.

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swim. bike. run.

I named this blog after the French word for cookie factory and had high hopes of becoming the next big food/wine blogger with a cookbook. And then I found out I was allergic to gluten. And learned I'd rather write about triathlons instead of tannins. So now you get to read about my obsession with Ironman, travel and cats. May the force be with you.